1. "Twenty-four and Nineteen of the Fifty Selected Poems of Guichou's Journey to the North" Modern Times: Yang Qi

Original text:

The night fire burns the clouds and dreams, Whisper and drop the stone.

Red makeup and war horses, white hair and plowing cattle.

Translation: Near evening, fire clouds appeared in the sky, and the flute was played on the gravel road. Dress your war horse in red, and don’t farm when your hair is gray.

2. "Twilight in the Boat" Qing Dynasty: Shen Shouhong

Original text:

The clear waves of the river dip into the moon, and the mountains are red and the fire burns the clouds.

Fellow guests are like wild geese, flocking to themselves in the sky.

Translation: The river is clear enough to reflect the moonlight, and there are red fire clouds beside the mountains. The geese are like guests, gathering in groups on the horizon.

3. "Five of the Five Temperaments of the Song of Snow Effects" Yuan Dynasty: Li Yanxing

Original text:

It is difficult to find the way when the trees are heavy with smoke, and the fire is burning in the distance and the clouds are surrounding us. .

It will be sunny when I go out tomorrow, with ice flowers and scattered pearls all over my hat.

Translation: There is so much smoke that no way can be found, and fire clouds are forming in the distant sky. It will be a nice day to go out tomorrow, and the ice flowers will spread out on the hat like beads.

4. "Rewriting Side Stories" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Qiao

Original text:

Thousands of miles of Shaxi invaders have been defeated, and the dogs and sheep have built an empty city outside.

The fire in the branch camp burns far away at night, and the autumn eagles grazing the grass are light when hunting in the school.

Translation: The Western invaders thousands of miles away have been pacified, and there is a flock of sheep outside this empty city. The fire cloud outside the branch camp is far away from here, and the autumn eagle flies softly across the grass on the hunting ground.

5. "Chongzhi Poems" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

Original text:

Thousands of mountains and rivers boiling stone, June fire burning clouds.

If you care about your own life and have no class, then you are worthy of being poisoned by others. ?

Translation: The boiling stone of Qianshan Stream, the burning cloud in June. He is born alone without companions, and he does not need companions.